Demonic Dao!? Mo Douguang understood at once why there had been no demon core.
So this Fourth Grade Demon Beast had long since been corroded and devoured by the Demonic Dao, leaving only an empty shell.
That Blood Shadow carried a faint briny reek of the sea, and in a flash swift as thunder before one could cover one's ears, it landed between Mo Douguang's brows. The latter wanted to wield his sword with Spiritual Sense, turning the Longevity Sword back to block it, but the demon corpse abruptly contracted, transforming into a sealed cage of flesh and blood that trapped the Longevity Sword fast.
In the past, with a seal like this, Mo Douguang could have drawn in one breath of true qi and easily broken it open.
But at this critical moment, that single breath could cost him his life.
Seeing that his escape speed could not evade the Blood Shadow's charge, Sword Light flickered in Mo Douguang's pupils, and he had already mustered his Golden Swan Sword Sha, honed to the very peak.
Yet this Blood Shadow was an extremely insidious and vicious secret art of the Demonic Dao. Though his Sword Sha was condensed to an utmost sharpness and cut the Blood Shadow in two the instant they touched, amid a burst of giggling, the Blood Shadow split into two; one half corroded the Sword Sha, while the other still stabbed toward Mo Douguang's Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness without losing speed.
Just as the Blood Shadow was about to burrow in, a fierce gleam flashed in Mo Douguang's eyes and he was about to send out his Nascent Soul to risk everything, when a sentence suddenly reached his ears.
He immediately stopped his Nascent Soul from leaving his body and began to drive the Longevity